my husband’s voice and made me believe James was alive?”
“I know what I did.”
“Why?”
“Because I needed you to come.”
“You could have called.”
“You wouldn’t have come if you knew it was me.”
I stared at him.
“You gave me my husband back for an hour just so you could get me here.”
His hands trembled against the strap of the duffel.
“I’m sorry.”
“No.”
I raised my hand.
“You don’t get to say that yet.”
Then I pulled the paper rose from my pocket.
“Where did
